Sorr: We have two rules here. One, obey your leaders at all costs. Two, there is no leaving. Either rule is punishable by death and only death. The training is rigorous, but you look strong. You should be an easy add-in to our men. Dissmissed!

Sorr: Borin, show him his room and make sure he is properly outfitted.

Borin: Yes, sir!

The two youths slipped out of the room.

Kra jumped down from his lofty perch and consulted his more experienced wingman.

Sorr: I need you to do a mission for me.

Bodyguard: Just tell me where and when.

Sorr: And how. I need you to meet Tsar with an accident, he doesn't need to know I'm the one who tortured him in jail. He has served his purpose and cannot endanger my plan any longer.

Bodyguard: Yes, sir!

Assissted by a push from the bodyguard named Hras, Ryas Tsar met an ill fate on a stack of surgical instruments. Along with his live went his secret.

Hras: I have done your bidding, my master.

Kra Sorr: Then Ryas is eliminated.

Hras: Precisely, my master.

Sorr: Good.

Hras: I recovered this from his body.

Sorr: Ah yes, a darksaber crystal, able to destroy anyone who touches it.

Hras: So that's what this plan of yours is all about.

Kra Sorr: Partially, yes, but the main reason is because... Juin Jucst is my son.